"There are people here who have come out of the Heavenly Realm, congratulations to another Terran on the barren road, who has just been promoted to the Realm of Establishment"

Faintly, a thunderous voice came from Zhao Xin's ears, as if a person was talking, but it was difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"It stands to reason that this Flood Desolate Heaven Realm should be the worst environment in the Xuanhuang Fantasy Realm of the Flood Desolation World, but it's really strange that people often come out during this time, last time the people from the Shennong clan actually came out of it."

"Who said it wasn't? don't say so much, when he wakes up and asks which clan it is, let's go and record the difference."

"Well, I'll ask later"

As soon as the words of the two men were finished, Zhao Xin felt that someone was pushing him.

"Alas, don't sleep, wake up"

Zhao Xin slowly opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was a man in a black and white robe, with a detached demeanor, his eyes and eyebrows, and an indescribable transcendent charm lingered in his eyes.

"Awake?" the man asked softly when he saw Zhao Xin open his eyes.

"Well, wake up" Zhao Xin sat up, feeling a headache.

Looking around, I found that this was a large space, surrounded by fog, and the ground was sparkling like water.

"Where is this?" Zhao Xin asked, looking up. In his memory, he should have been in the small cave sky, and he was robbed of his body by the gods, how could he appear here in the blink of an eye.

"This is a new world, the place where you lived before was only one of the four illusions of the Flood Desolate Heaven and Earth, it can also be said to be an enchantment, and now that your cultivation is over, you have come out of that enchantment."

As he spoke, another person walked over, and it was the owner who couldn't hear the voice of a man or a woman before. The other party was a woman in her twenties, with delicate facial features, wheat-colored skin, a ponytail on her head, and the same clothes as the man, which were also black and white.

"Who are you?" Zhao Xin could see at a glance that this woman was higher than that man. I didn't fight, but I felt like that.

"We are responsible for guiding the descendants of cultivation like you, my name is Mo Ran, her name is Yi Xuan" The man before stepped forward, pointed to the woman beside him, and said politely.

"Oh, why does my head hurt?" Zhao Xin said, rubbing his head.

"It's normal, there will be some after-effects when you pass through the barrier, and not only that, but your memory will also be affected a little," the man named Mo Ran replied.

"Memory?" Zhao Xin said softly, but he always felt as if he was missing something in his memory, but whenever he wanted to recall, he had a splitting headache.

"Okay, don't delay any longer, you will know the rest of the things yourself, first talk about your bloodline inheritance, and we will record it" Mo Ran said as he took out an ancient book with a faint halo from his arms.

"Immortal Golden Body Zhao Clan" Zhao Xin didn't want to hide it, because he didn't know what this place was like, and it was useless to hide it.

"Immortal Golden Body?" the woman named Yi Xuan frowned and doubted.

"How, you know?" Mo Ran asked in surprise, flipping through the ancient tome.

"I don't know, it's just that it sounds familiar," Yi Xuan replied after thinking for a while to no avail.

"I don't know, it should be the inheritor of a small clan, but it sounds similar to the undead Ji clan," Mo Ran said jokingly.

"That's a lot worse, the undead Ji clan is a very powerful clan in the barren road, by the way, it seems that they also have some bloodline inheritors in the Heavenly Realm" Yi Xuan glanced at Zhao Xin casually, turned around and said.

"Well, it seems to be, but the Ji clan comes out of the Heavenly Realm very rarely, but more comes out of the Earth Xuanhuang Realm," Mo Ran said.

"Hey, it's too much worse to be from the same Terran background," Yi Xuan also sighed and shook her head.

"Are you going to tell me what to do next?" Zhao Xin's tone was a little low, these two were a little too blind. Although it was a little foggy, I heard something useful from their words, that is, the Ji clan also has power here.

"Zhao clan, your clan has not appeared on the deserted road, you belong to the first, then you go to the Ten Sects Ancestral Hall" Yi Xuan glanced at Zhao Xin, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhao Xin's tone.

"Ten Ancestral Halls?" Mo Ran was surprised, he wanted to say something, but when he saw the gloomy face of the woman opposite, he was forced to choose to shut up, but seeing that there was a hint of regret in his eyes, Zhao Xin knew that this Ten Ancestral Halls must not be a good place.

"I'll send you to Si Lao" After Mo Ran finished speaking, his fingers swiped a few times on the ancient book, and a streamer shot out of the ancient book and went straight into Zhao Xin's forehead, without reacting at all.

Then a pillar of optimus light enveloped Zhao Xin, the light in the pillar of light flowed away, Zhao Xin's vision gradually blurred, and at the last moment Zhao Xin looked at Mo Ran, looking at the other party's mouth shape, there were only two "sorry".

"Whoosh"

A gust of wind blew by, and the pillar of light disappeared, as if it had never appeared, along with Zhao Xin's body.

"Ten Ancestral Halls, are you too ruthless, aren't the Hundred Ancestral Halls also very good, do you have a grudge?" Seeing Zhao Xin leaving, Mo Ran turned his head to look at Yi Xuan and asked softly.

"You're asking too much" Yi Xuan's face pulled, scared off Mo Ran, and then whispered: "Hmph, Shaohao bloodline, finally waiting for you."

......

The void was distorted, time and space changed, and Zhao Xin felt that another place appeared in a trance.

"Huh, someone's coming?" came the old whisper.

Zhao Xin looked up, only to see that there was a round stone not far away, and there was a white-haired old man in an antique robe next to the runshi, and the old man was sitting on a rocking chair, looking at himself with cloudy eyes at this time.

"Are you Si Lao?" Zhao Xintan asked.

"No white head, no stay" The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed.

"Uh" Zhao Xin touched the top of his head, and the hair that had been burned out had grown a lot at this time.

"Who have you offended, and how did you get here?" asked the white-haired old man in vain after a long time.

"Who did you offend?" Zhao Xin was confused, not understanding what the other party meant.

"How could you have come here without offending anyone, do you know what this place is?" asked the white-haired old man instead.

"I know that this is the Ten Ancestral Halls" Zhao Xin recalled that the man named Mo Ran had said this name, and blurted out.

"It seems that it's another stunned blue" The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly.

"Can I ask you what kind of place this is? I remember that I was in Xiaodongtian?" Zhao Xin changed the subject and asked, because he knew that if he continued to answer like this, he would be crazy.

"Xiao Dongtian, are you from the Flood Desolate Heaven Realm?" the white-haired old man suddenly stood up from the rocking chair and shouted with a gleam in his eyes.

"Well, that's what they seem to say," Zhao Xin nodded.

"Honghuang Heavenly Realm, can you recognize Kangxi?" the white-haired old man suddenly asked.

"Kangxi, that emperor?" Zhao Xin remembered a dynastic emperor in history.

"What emperor, Kangxi, the head of the iron-blooded Kang clan," the white-haired old man said impatiently.

"Is the Iron-Blooded Kang Clan's father King Kang's Elder Realm?" Speaking of other clans, Zhao Xin may not know much about it, but the Iron-Blooded Kang Clan himself definitely knows, not only because the other party's realm is very high, but also because of that King Kang.

"Is it still in the old age realm?" the white-haired old man sat down with some disappointment and muttered.

"Can I ask what kind of place this is?" Zhao Xin was depressed, the people here felt like there was something wrong, they were not used to answering other people's questions, and they liked to talk to themselves regardless of others.

"Oh, that's right, let those boys get up and cultivate, the old man is confused" The white-haired old man suddenly patted his forehead and realized.

After speaking, the white-haired old man stood up tremblingly, his crumbling body was the same as before, but his character of not answering Zhao Xin's question remained unchanged.

"Where did I run my cane? I was still here just now," the white-haired old man bent over and hooked his back, looking for something "with difficulty".

Zhao Xin closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, trying to smooth his breath, and reluctantly showed a smile.

"Old man, I'll help you" Zhao Xin hurriedly ran forward and picked up the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and laughed: "Boy, you seem to have asked me some question just now."

"I want to ask you, what kind of place is this" Zhao Xin carefully carried the white-haired old man and walked towards a dilapidated sect not far away.